EPISODE 755 THE KAURI FORESTS OF NEW ZEALAND…ALMOST ALL GONE NOW….1,000 YEAR OLD TREES.
alan skeoch
March 1, 2023

Even veteran loggers had never seen trees like the Kauri trees of New Zealand. Ancient…some had been growing for
a thousand years and were so huge that it took 6 men with special extended cross cut saws to cut them down. The trees
were sacred to the Maori people who made canoes from Kauri trees. Europeans marvelled at the clean grain of these behemoths
from which they built their houses and cities.
Today there are only 500 Kauri trees surviving in protected reserves. And they are all threatened by an insidious monster.
It is not human beings that threaten those few surviving trees. The incurable and fatal ‘kauri dieback disease’ has been detected as a
slow killer of the giants. No cure yet. In an attempt to give scientists time to find a cure, human beings are no longer allowed to
visit the protected forest. “We can but hope that good will be the final goal of ill”, as Tennyson wrote and I quote lest you have forgotten.
Oh, yet we trust that somehow good
Will be the final end of ill,
To pangs of nature, sins of will,
Defects of doubt, and taints of blood;
That nothing walks with aimless feet;
That not one life shall be destroy’d,
Or cast as rubbish to the void,
When God hath made the pile complete;
That not a worm is cloven in vain;
That not a moth with vain desire
Is shrivell’d in a fruitless fire,
Or but subserves another’s gain.
Behold, we know not anything;
I can but trust that good shall fall
At last—far off—at last, to all,
And every winter change to spring.
So runs my dream: but what am I?
An infant crying in the night:
An infant crying for the light:
And with no language but a cry.
(TENNYSON)
On our visit to New Zealand we made a short visit to the the outskirt forest. (I think beckon 1980’s) Taken there by distant relatives….very distant. The Freemans
and he Edwards families. Sadly We have lost contact with them due to the distractions of daily life. The only link that remains is this picture
and my middle name which is Edwards. They lived (or lived ) in Whangarei, North Island. relatives on my mothers side of the
family who migrated from Kington, Herefordshire at some time in the mid 19th century.
Mr. Edwards gave me a tiny block of a Kauri tree about the size of a small box of matches. It’s still around here ..somewhere.”
read on…the pictures will take your breath away. Perhaps make you cry.
alan

MY FAILURE: These are distant relatives of the Freemans and Edwards families. English on my mothers side of the family. They live or lived in Whangarie, North Island, Nw Zeldand.
The city with a hundred beaches. We visited then in mid 1980’s but lost contact. Like all Kiwis we met they were great hosts
and I regret we lost contact. It was this family that took us to the edge of a Kauri forest. My middle name is Edward which I Think is
a connection to the Edwards of New Zealand. But not sure.
Our Maori connection was much closer and so remembered more. Cousin Roy Skeoch did so much to be remembered as all family reading this Episode know so well.
His grave in Rotarura is so memorable. Perhaps Roberta Skeoch has a picture of her dad’s grave that I can share…so ornate.
Both our European and Maori relatives must lament the fate of the magnificent Kauri forests. Perhaps the next episode will feature the survivors.
alan skeoch
March 1, 2023


































